Published: 19 May 2017 › Updated: 19 May 2017
A last breath
The smokers nightmare is always the last.
Remembering gone, far aways past.
Death in the lung and soon to go.
From whence we came and the end we go.
Endless love,the night will cast.
A soul is filled with smoke and dove.
We write in pain for will it go.
The nightmare cast must last and last.
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